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Today's Stichomancy for Ice Cube

The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Eugenie Grandet by Honore de Balzac:

The Firm of Nucingen

Grandet, Charles The Firm of Nucingen

Keller, Francois Domestic Peace Cesar Birotteau The Government Clerks The Member for Arcis

Lupeaulx, Clement Chardin des The Muse of the Department A Bachelor's Establishment

Eugenie Grandet
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Parmenides by Plato:

has not yet been taken? It is quite possible that the obscurity of the Parmenides would not have existed to a contemporary student of philosophy, and, like the similar difficulty in the Philebus, is really due to our ignorance of the mind of the age. There is an obscure Megarian influence on Plato which cannot wholly be cleared up, and is not much illustrated by the doubtful tradition of his retirement to Megara after the death of Socrates. For Megara was within a walk of Athens (Phaedr.), and Plato might have learned the Megarian doctrines without settling there.

We may begin by remarking that the theses of Parmenides are expressly said to follow the method of Zeno, and that the complex dilemma, though declared to be capable of universal application, is applied in this instance to

The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from One Basket by Edna Ferber:

unreasoning hate. That flap of the elbow was tearing Terry Platt's nerves into raw, bleeding fragments.

Her fingers were clenched tightly under the table, now. She was breathing unevenly. "If he does that again," she told herself, "if he flaps again when he opens the second egg, I'll scream. I'll scream. I'll scream! I'll sc----"

He had scooped the first egg into his cup. Now he picked up the second, chipped it, concentrated, straightened, then--up went the elbow, and down, with the accustomed little flap.

The tortured nerves snapped. Through the early-morning quiet of Wetona, Wisconsin, hurtled the shrill, piercing shriek of Terry

One Basket